"Good Morning Everyone!" Cheerilee's echoed across the hall once again, "It's your Student Council Leader Cheerilee speaking right now! Today's going to be an intense day of sunlight, with not a single cloud in the sky! You guys better be careful not to get sunburnt! Once again, our special inter-club contest is right around the next day, and will be hosted by yours truly! There's going to be awesome new things that you've never seen before, so it's going to be very exciting!"

"And need I remind you that our exams are not that far off! You guys better get ready for it!"

Fully exasperated after the announcements, Cheerilee stumbled out of the PA Room, and brought an open bottle of water to her lips, eager to quench her thirst. It sucks so much that right after the announcements, that she has to deal not only with her school work, but also her student council responsibilities as well as being the helper or teacher in training for Canterlot Junior School. So much to do, and so little time to prepare! Perhaps she should have taken Big Mac's advice of taking it slowly, but it's really too late at that point...

Hang on a minute, didn't the same thing happen yesterday? What is this feeling of Déjà vu? She scrambled for her phone... No, it's definitely Wednesday today, and that tomorrow Thursday is when the contest starts!

How strange, she thought to herself as she put the phone back into her pocket and made her way to her lockers with a calm and focused pace instead of rushing like yesterday. It's a new day, new messages and definitely a new schedule. Today is her day of spending almost the entire time in teaching and taking care of the students of Canterlot Junior School due to one of the teachers calling in sick. Without any haste, she pulled out all her learning material necessary, and made her way towards the exit of the school.

Cheerilee power-walked as fast as she could to her destination. Within a small quiet area and a cosy park, lies the small one-story building of Canterlot Junior School. Contrary to the Grand Atmosphere of CHS, their younger sibling school had jovial architecture with colourful patterns, giving a very fun and playful atmosphere. The young teacher walked through the mini-gates of her school and caught the eyes of three little girls laughing together, three very particular girls that she knows would always be together no matter what.

"Why hello there!" Cheerilee called towards the girls. A red-haired girl with a large red ribbon upon her head, a dark-orange girl with sharp purple spiky hair, and a girl who's hairstyle and colours were curled with different shades of purple and lilac.

"Good Morning Cheerilee!" Sweetie Belle flashed the sweetest of smiles as she walked towards the teacher, "We've volunteered to wait for your arrival. We've got quite a surprise!"

"Really now?" Cheerilee asked, "I'm sure it will be fun! I hope the entire class isn't lonely!"

"Well that's what the surprise is all about." Scootaloo replied, "let me get some assistance. Oi Rumble! First! The girls need you!"

"Yes indeed Madam!" Rumble rushed out with First in tow. "Ah! Cheerilee! Good Morning!"

"Good Morning to you too Rumble and First," Cheerilee replied. "Now.. I've heard you know about a surprise that's happening without my attention." She puts her hands on her hips, "what did I say about reporting suspicious behaviour to the teachers?"

"But then it wouldn't be a surprise!" First's young effeminate voice countered, "and it's nothing bad or evil! In fact, it's the complete opposite! Please tell her Rumble!"

"He's the replacement for Ms Mare and he's a really REALLY nice soul. In fact, I met him before he came! I thought that he was a stranger at the start, but he actually helped my Big Brother a lot! Anyone who's a friend of him is definitely a friend of me!"

"Yeah!" First nodded in agreement, "he's the most lovely teacher I've seen so far. He's now telling an interesting folk story to us!"

"He says it's a popular story from his country. Follow us!" First and Rumble each grabbed a hand of their teacher. "Let's not miss the entire thing!"

Walking through the carpeted room, the two boys took their young teacher (with the three girls following behind) to her class, where all the kids were huddled together, mesmerised by the story that the substitute teacher was reading to them.

"On his way to the demon's lair..." The teacher in question read, "the young courageous boy came across a pheasant, a dog, and a monkey, and they joined him in his quest to deliver justice for the village he lives in..."

"Definitely better than the speech from Diamond Tiara's Daddy! That was so boring!" Applebloom whispered,

"Don't you know?" First asked, "he's from CHS! You should have bumped into him!"

"Yeah!" Scootaloo added in, "If I recall, he's indirectly given me and First a really hot and spicy treat! I think it was called Curry Bread?"

"Regardless, I still think he's the loveliest of teachers ever!" First added, "almost like you! He's given a nickname for us to call him by, isn't it the cutest name ever?"

"Oh! Well isn't that funny?" Cheerilee laughed, "to be called something like--" Her funny face dropped into a sudden moment of shocking realisation. She then peered back at the kids with a questioning glance.

"Yeah!" Applebloom replied, "If ah remember correctly, it's the Neighponese word fer Teacher!"

"No..." Her eyes began to twitch in frustration, "you've got to be kidding me..."

"No!" First yelled in shock, "I'm telling the honest truth! With the Goddess of Friendship watching over me, it is nothing but the honest of truths!"

"Hey First," The teacher spoke, "can you perhaps lower your voice? No one likes a story interrupte--" The substitute teacher lowered his storybook, and looked up to see not only the student in question but a familiar taller figure next to him.

... A pair of Azure Eyes, owned by a rather short man with the colour of Lapis Lazuli, and wore a deep blue vest.

"Oh, you finally made it Cheerilee." Nagisa lightened up with a smile, "Good Morning!!!"

"That's Mr Sensei to you, young lady." The Neighponese teacher innocently frowned while the kids laughed at the remark.

"Sorry everyone." Cheerilee smiled to the class, "is it okay if I may interrupt the storytelling for a bit? I need to discuss with Mr Shi-- I mean Mr Sensei about something!"

"D-Don't be long please!" A student named Pipsqueak answered. With the students' silent approval, Cheerilee grabbed the assassin, dragged him out of the room, and returned to her face of fury.

"You..." Her eye twitch increased in pace, she bared her teeth, she clenched her fists, "how did you get here?"

"I mean, how did you get the teacher's role?" She corrected, with her mind automatically racing through all the dangerous and lethal possibilities that an assassin can do to secure an undercover position.

"Before you even get the idea of me doing something horrible to Ms Mare, which I would never do, I swear by my soul that it was a stroke of luck. Yesterday, Principal Celestia chose me to replace Ms Mare for today."

"Principal Celestia would be the one who would always take the substitute role."

"Yep! But she had busy matters to attend to, which means she's busy right now in her office as we speak." Nagisa nodded, "so she passed that role onto Luna. I wanted to talk with them about future plans for the Club, and I walked into that discussion. Hearing the issue, I volunteered to do it, but not before they wanted me to write up a small schedule on what I would do for the kids. Once I wrote it up for them, they agreed to let me take the job. In return, Ms Yada, Coach Justice and I get an uninterrupted meeting with them for club matters!"

"That's not the half of it I wager..." Cheerilee's eyes furrowed, "you volunteered because... Of me?"

"I treat secondary benefits as important as primary benefits." Nagisa answered, "I'd like to understand how you've been able to attain your ways of supervising or teaching the young ones here, as compared to your... 'Controversial' Behaviour at CHS."

"What do you have in plan for the children?" Cheerilee demanded, "If what you teach is all for the students' sake, then that's something you should share with fellow teachers yes?"

"Right," Nagisa replied, "I wrote the plan to assist you in helping them through their subjects like Maths, English and whatnot since I'm also a teacher that deals with general-level studies. To add to that, I've prepared two stories to read for them, One which is the one I'm reading now, and the other is at the end of CJS' school time."

"Timeless and Popular Neighponese Tale." Nagisa answered, "I'll be happy to read the entire story to you after!"

"That probably explains a LOT regarding your present behaviour." Nagisa answered, "ah well, it's going to be an important story. One that reminds me a lot of my late teacher's Philo-- I mean his perspective."

"You put quite an emphasis on your late teacher." Cheerilee added, "to that extent, he must have been warming to your class as you are trying to now. Just how interesting is he?"

"Let's talk about that around free time. Let's not keep the young ones waiting for their story shall we?"

As time ticked onwards for both schools, around recess was when the 'infiltration' plan back in CHS took place. Pinkie innocently hopped towards the Neighponese Classroom door and knocked on it.

"Erk..." Yada cringed. Of all the students, it had to be HER... "What do you want?"

"I thought we can have a friendly talk or reconciliation in a peaceful place!" Pinkie proposed, "you see, I have a part-time job where I'm currently working as an apprentice baker at Sweet Shoppe!"

"Yep!" Pinkie replied, "and I've been thinking, I want to know more about businesses and how it can benefit a shop like that!"

"I've bought a big box of Cupcakes that we can share together!" Pinkie offered, holding up a 12 pack box.

"In that case..." Yada's face turned into a smile, "sure! Where would you like to go?"

"How about the outside picnic area?" Pinkie suggested, "better than staying indoors!"

"Sounds perfect." Yada agreed, "let's go!" And with that, the two girls began walked away towards the outside area of the school. Around the corner in hidden sight, Flash, Thunderlane and Fluttershy watched the two walk on their merry way.

"So what, you've got all your hopes and prayers on Yada's secrecy? Or are you just excited to do something like this?"

"And now, we play the waiting game." Flash addressed as he put away his phone, "I hope you guys can hold it."

"Flash, are you sure that you want to go along with this?" Fluttershy replied, "I'm not doubting you, but I'm not doubting Ms Yada either."

"It hasn't been a single minute," Fluttershy sighed, "surely Pinkie would have a few things to discuss before coming to the matter at hand."

"Perfect timing!" Flash clenched his fists as Fluttershy took hers out to examine.

"You really need to calm down Flash." Thunderlane grasped the soldier's shoulders. "You're getting goofy again."

"..." Flash's jaw dropped in shock and movement as he stared at the screen of Fluttershy's phone,

"Meep..." Flash's eyes teared up in disappointment as he pouted like a baby. He, as well as the two with him, knew that this was not what he wanted in the first place, far from it in fact. The hopes that he could perform some cool-looking skills that assassins can do, were shot down.

"Flash...?" Thunderlane peered from behind with the most sadistic comedic grin. "A soldier never breaks his promise!"

"Just take it from my bag..." Flash permitted with a pout, "I also chilled it overnight,"

"Hello, baby!" Thunderlane gleefully zipped open Flash's School bag and felt the cold tingling air of his prize settled within.

"Don't be so sad Flash." Fluttershy cheered up as Thunderlane zipped up his bag after grabbing the cola, "as Soarin said, it's a win-win. We got the information, Thunderlane gets his cola, and we learn something new about our assassin teachers! If they can easily implement their secret plans into normal everyday things, assassins really know how to cover things up."

"Alright then," Nagisa finished as he showed a student named Twist the easiest way of solving a Maths problem, "are you able to get all that?"

"Coming!" Nagisa answered. As Nagisa was doing his teaching duties, Cheerilee watched with a careful eye, but no longer one of hostility. The moment that the Azure-Eyed foreigner could catch a break, Cheerilee decided to talk,

"Say Mr Shiota?" Cheerilee asked, "aside from your 'murderous' looks, how are you also able to involve your... Tricks of the trade as a teacher?"

"Well," Nagisa replied, "being in High School with our 'marked' teacher, I made sure to note down everything and anything that he has and hasn't. That much had helped me far in the field of education and-- you know."

"Discernment and people-watching, I observe everything of a student from behaviour to actions. I also have access to their academic performance, results, conduct, and so forth as a Teacher or Tutor. Both allow me to examine their progress, and come up with ways and that I can suggest to them for improvement."

"Of course, that only applies to me if I were the homeroom teacher. In an Equestrian High School like this, I have not been assigned the role as a homeroom teacher and even so, homeroom teachers in Neighpon work differently than Equestria. However--"

"The Special Tutorship Club is the perfect substitute for that." Cheerilee finished, "In other words, the Club is basically a mixed tutor class that goes through... The Neighponese treatment of education under your guise?"

"So you take notes of every student that's currently in the club," Cheerilee continued.

"Right on the nail," Nagisa nodded, passing her a small grey exercise book with Thunderlane's cutie mark and name. "This is all the data I managed to get with Thunderlane. Give it a read."

"Ooh..." Cheerilee opened the book and read through the pages. On the first page, it listed the on-line description of his appearance, and further below was various points that he made that shape his identity. From there were the first 10 points that Nagisa had made about the runner, along with a few more.

11. He's got quite the sharp and nasty tongue. Not afraid to swear and use strong language.

12. Despite not caring for students (see 2), he is aware and does not approve of students who act as rude like him

13. In addition to 11, his use of strong language hints at how brutally honest he is

Academic Results

Maths Mock-Exam: 79%

Problem with Algebra and Function, strong in Geometry

English Mock-Exam: 70%

Comprehension and creative-writing are getting better, Essay writing below average. He also has horrendous use of language and penmanship

"I must say," Cheerilee continued the compliments, "you keep a really sharp eye on your students."

"During my absence in the hospital, I was unable to write anything about our 7 new students. Only a few notes on the initial cast and I just began writing for Noteworthy. I'm bound to get the others done though, and certainly not for your self-gain."

"If you're really that interested, why don't you try taking notes and observing him yourself?"

"Exactly," Nagisa answered, "I prefer you do it the usual way: Meet and greet, be friends, and then ask him to go out with you, or vice versa. Meanwhile, you can use your 'interest' in a way like I do. Just on your students!"

"Since you love your students so much, why not take a garner at one of them and tell me all about them?"

"Hmm..." Cheerilee focused her eyes on the brother of Thunderlane, calm but focused on his mathematical sums. "I know that he's a really bright boy who's known to be quite the agile athlete of our class. He's always kind at heart, laid-back, and normally likes to spectate the antics of others. The problem is that hasn't discovered his talent yet and put it on a mark, whilst a majority of the other students has."

"Kids to grow up fast." Nagisa replied, "but then again, we've never really bragged about our talent let alone show what it is."

"Are you sure that there are Neighponese people who would wear their Cutie Marks for the others to see?"

"Mostly those of the entertainment world like idols, actors and entertainers. Otherwise, you can consider us TOO humble."

"I wouldn't say that. Though the majority always wants to find their calling, a minority share the same sentiment as you. By the way, I know three particular girls who were constantly doing everything to find their Cutie Marks. Once they got it, they began sharing that talent constantly with others."

"Hey Rumble?" Applebloom and the other two girls approached the small light grey boy, "do you need help?"

"As much as I like to," Rumble sighed as continued writing his papers without looking at them, "we've been through this already, and I said no."

"Really now?" Rumble turned to face Scootaloo, "funny. I don't recall you ever getting a score that high in our last Maths Test."

"Oh! That reminds me," Cheerilee continued, "Rumble does have a nasty attitude whenever someone pesters him about something. When he blows his top, his rejection involves harshly telling someone that their offer is completely irrelevant to his life..."

"For the last time..." Rumble angrily raised his voice, "just like a Cutie Mark, I'm not interested in doing well in Maths at all! Let me just go at my own pace, so that I can get it over and done with!"

"B-But..." The girls stepped back in shock, their very talent denied by someone who wants to help.

"Now that I think about it," Cheerilee continued, "I see a slight resemblance of Rumble to Thunderlane."

"I think it could be worse." Nagisa shared, "but there you go! Even you're able to discern your students as well!"

"It wouldn't be so hard after you've been with them for more than a month or two." Cheerilee answered, "but to use it to exploit others weaknesses, I get the correlation."

"Anything can be used as a dangerous weapon when used right. A baseball loaded with explosives which detonate upon rough contact after being thrown, a movie to intimidate and throw a person off-guard, and even porn magazines used for distraction and trap settings."

"Adult Magazines as a distraction." Nagisa answered, "and I'm not joking. Most humans have this sort of habit and my teacher is no different. A classmate who's just as pervy as Korosensei used that knowledge to set a trap."

"That's..." Cheerilee was trying to describe such actions as best as possible but was unable to get anywhere.

"Not quite the standards that you'd expect." Nagisa suggested, "but different methods for different people, and believe it or not, it works. That's the beauty."

"Nah, Coach Justice and Ms Yada can hold them down." Nagisa assured, "I have the utmost faith in them."

"Hey guys?" Kimura asked, "what's with our soldier? It looks like he's at peace after being beaten up badly after a tough boxing match." He pointed to Flash, who slumped himself upon a chair, smiling with his eyes closed as he limply hung low his head, arms and back.

"It's nothing Teach, he's going through what we've all been," Thunderlane assured, followed with a loud burp.

"Well nothing's definitely not going to help now that we have our play around the corner are we?" Kimura asked, "come on Flash! Up and at em! You can mope once we've gone through a quick run-through."

"Fluttershy?" Yada asked, "you'll be our narrator for the presentation, or do you want me to do it?"

"It won't be hard." Fluttershy answered, "I can handle it no problem! It goes like this: Introduction of Neighpon, talk about modern days, then come into the traditional history, Our dressed-up students, and the battle."

"Umm..." Fluttershy asked, "at least, do you want to hear me rehearse the entire thing?"

"You'll be having the speech on-stage, so all you just have to do is work on your voice! I'm more worried about what Fleetfoot is promising for a slide presentation." Yada replied, "Also, there's something that requires your attention, and it's not related to the presentation. Can you follow me?"

"Sure." Fluttershy agreed as she hopped out of her chair and followed the businesswoman. "Is it something to do with that kimono?"

"Something bigger," Yada answered as she led her to a quiet outdoor area behind the school. "And uh... Do you somehow have your umm... Pet rabbit with you?"

"I see. Well, Angel forced himself into my schoolbag this morning. Luckily, I managed to spot him sneaking in and made sure that he didn't leave the cage let alone the house."

"What do you mean?" Fluttershy asked, unsuspecting a white blur dashing silently towards her from behind, opening his wide jaw and sinking his incisors into one of Fluttershy's leg.

"Eeep!" Fluttershy yelped in pain. Lifting her bitten leg towards her body, she rubbed it a little while quickly looking at the source of the pain at the same time, noticing a small white rabbit standing quite close to her. "A-Angel!?!?" The rabbit responded stood on its hind legs with a cross-armed frown.

"Angel? How did you get here?" Fluttershy asked, Angel merely pointed towards the sky and bared his teeth towards it. From behind the clouds, a silhouette emerges as fast as a speeding dart. Circling the very area above the School. Its loud calls were heard by all, and they stopped to look up at the majestic caller above them.

"Wow..." Fluttershy gasped in amazement. Though common in Equestria, to see this bird right on top of where they live is a truly amazing experience indeed. Fluttershy could tell with a simple glimpse, what this bird was.

"A Peregrine Falcon... Who would ever think that such a bird would come around the urban area?" Fluttershy whispered as she continued watching the named bird circling around the school. The students outside had their eyes peeled upon the bird, even Angel had his eyes fixed on the bird while still baring his teeth, and mysteriously refusing to move or hide. It was only for a few seconds till Fluttershy remembered the food chain and looked down ready to protect her beloved pet.

"Wait... Angel?" Fluttershy looked at her pet with suspicion, not a single ounce of fear was present on the rabbit. "Why aren't you--?"

"Well..." Yada interrupted as the bird began to descend. "Our visitor's sort of in the same boat as Angel."

"What do you mean?" Fluttershy turned back to the bird, now reaching the roof of the school, and beginning to fly less in a circle.

"There's something that you need to do." Yada instructed, pulling out a thick glove, "put this on your hand, then hold it out."

"O-Okay." Fluttershy did as she was told and stretched her hand towards the air. Finding the signal, the falcon accelerated its descent and after the few quick wing slaps, landed neatly upon the protected hand of Fluttershy, leaving the young girl with her jaw open and full of astonishment.

"U-Uh..." Fluttershy stammered as she directly stared at the up-and-close falcon, "d-do I know you?"

"W-Wow..." Fluttershy whispered in amazement once again as she calmed down to examine the marvellous falcon before her, while it stared at her with sharp eyes. As she did that, she noticed something different.

"Hang on, this isn't the normal Duck Hawk that you'd see around here," Fluttershy picked up, "this one looks darker than the usual. You must be from another country."

"Just so you know, birds play an important role in the history of Neighpon." Yada added, "like a majority of lands in the middle ages, birds have been used as messenger carriers. Speaking of which, check its legs."

Checking the mentioned part, Fluttershy noticed the small tube firmly tied to the Falcon's leg adorned with a small tag. On the tag was the upward picture of a single but large butterfly in pink, its beautiful wings as sharp and pointed as blades, and leaving behind a trail of red. With her right hand, Fluttershy cautiously reached towards the message, her eyes constantly making sure the Falcon has given permission. In response, the Falcon showed no sign of hostility, nor any ready stance to defend itself. It just calmly looked at Fluttershy... While glancing at Angel for a second or two. Figuring out that it was safe, Fluttershy swiftly pinched the rope holding the small tube, and carefully threaded it out to prevent any pain for the bird. The moment the tube was removed, the falcon leapt from the hands of Fluttershy, and onto the ground, where it slowly made its advance upon the ever-cautious White Rabbit, who was returning quite a nasty look.

"Well?" Yada encourage as Fluttershy opened the tube and pulled out the contents within, "what does it say?"

Without any word in return, Fluttershy opened the message like a scroll and read the contents slowly and surely.

It has been a long time my dear Fluttershy. By the time you receive this letter, you may have grown from the young child you were to a very beautiful girl who has the kindest of hearts to humans and animals alike. How are you? Have you been treating Angel well? And on that topic, has he been treating you well? I'm sure you two are close.

As you've grown older by now, you probably know your manners to return messages of thanks and such. I'm afraid that I cannot respond via today's technology, but feel free to send a letter with Hana. Who's Hana? Why, she's the one carrying this letter from me to you! She is a very strong and trustworthy companion of mine, and will offer her life to you as she did to me. I'm not sure if you found out, but Hana is a very smart animal like Angel, but she doesn't get along with him very well. Anyway, I hope you are able to lead your life the way you wish it to be, and that I will be watching over you. There are many things that I owe you like I owe the one I love with all my heart. May we one day meet in person.

Fluttershy slowly closed the scroll and stared back at the Falcon named Hana, furiously pressing her curved beak against Angel's fluffy face, giving looks of intimidation and horror at one another.

"You know," Yada replied, "I've always known that Falcons and Eagles were always the predators to Rabbits. Just seeing one furiously locked in intimidation without any form of attack is certainly something."

"Can you two stop it please?" Fluttershy commanded with a rhetorical question. Though only meeting for the first time, Hana had relented at the voice of the Shy girl and gestured with her wings that she's got her eye on Angel.

"So... Hana right?" Fluttershy crouched down as low as she could towards the Falcon, who sternly looked back with her ever-sharp gaze. "I really like the name." Extending a hand once again, Hana responded by bowing her head, allowing Fluttershy to give her a small scratch on the neck, just as how birds are petted. The bushy but smooth feathers brushed and tickled the tiny cracks and bumps upon Fluttershy's finger, a very calming and smooth feel to the shy girl.

"You're adorable." Fluttershy giggled, "welcome to Equestria Hana. I'll be sure to take care of you alongside Angel."

"Just so you know," Yada replied, "I received a letter (by regular means) this morning addressed to me and my hotel room regarding Hana's arrival in Equestria and instructions for you to follow when dealing with her. The concierge told me that the sender was some foreign businessman who's company resides in Neighpon. I'll give that to you when we return."

"Thanks a lot for showing me Hana Ms Yada." Fluttershy thanked as Hana decided to perch upon her shoulder, "now I think I've got an idea how to spice up my role. Let's hurry back, I can't wait to show everyone my new friend!"

"Just what I was thinking," Yada winked, "I need to fulfil my promise to Pinkie and give her the information regarding the Dormitory!"

"It was worth it!" Yada responded, and they both laughed. Once again, they were once unaware of Angel vengefully sneaking up behind them and once again sinking his incisors into Fluttershy's other leg.

"Oww!" Fluttershy jumped in pain again, "sorry Angel, I almost forgot about you. Come here." Fluttershy reached down and picked her pet rabbit up and nestling him within her shirt once again.

"Alright then everyone," Nagisa announced as he sat in front of Cheerilee's Primary student class once again, "are you ready for another story?"

"Then let's begin. This time, I am going to be talking about the story of The Lion and the Mouse. Once upon a time, a very tiny mouse had accidentally interrupted the slumber of a big great lion..." As the Neighponese teacher carried the class through an imaginative story time, Cheerilee took that time to absorb the story itself. From waking the lion, the mouse pleaded for mercy and the dishonour that comes with killing an animal so unworthy. Roaring with, cynicism, laughter and entertainment, the Lion set him free on such Charlatan behaviour.

Until days later, Hunters ensnared the big great lion. With no way to ever escape the firm, sturdy ropes of the net, the Lion roared, not out of laughter or intimidation, but complete fear and desperation for help. His roars, however, were heard by the very same mouse that he spared. The mouse remembered the act of mercy that the Lion gave to him, and what it did next struck Cheerilee with a realisation.

Despite its small stature, the little runt gnawed effortlessly through the hunter's net that trapped the lion, biting and breaking as many of the ropes as he could, freeing the Lion completely. And with every one of Ascot's Fable, a moral lies behind that story: Where the act of mercy does have its reward, and that even the smallest person can help another who is a hundred or even a thousand times greater than he is.

"... And that is the story of the Lion and the Mouse." Nagisa finished as he stood up and bowed. The Primary school kids replied with a standing ovation.

"Thank you very much, everyone." Nagisa thanked, "I hope I was truly a great teacher for you. Unfortunately, I may not be the next teacher back."

"Oh we know Mister Sensei." Apple Bloom replied, "but even so, you're a really lovely person, especially a foreign person too! Not tryin' to be racist, ah'm just really surprised an' interested."

"We'll see, We'll see..." Nagisa sighed, "but I think we should all get ready to go home now. The bell's about to ring in 3... 2... 1..."

The moment the bell rang, the small children all stood up immediately and dashed straight for their cubby holes to collect their personal items.

"Bye Mr Sensei, Bye Cheerilee!" The voices of many students said their farewells as they departed the classroom.

"Wow," Cheerilee started as the last student left the room, "you really do have a thing for the little children."

"This wasn't the first time." Nagisa answered, "you see, my class and I had to help with a Primary Cram School when I was still a Teenager in my Secondary years. It was tricky, but we managed to win their trust as we helped them out. To be truthful, we got into that situation as a punishment by our own carelessness, but the experience was worth it."

"We accidentally frightened and badly injured the Principal of Said School, and we were forbidden from studying until we had to atone for our mistakes, and that was to help the Cram School out."

"I'm sure those cram school kids are in High School right now, and they're working as hard as ever."

"I was wrong." Cheerilee admitted, "I was wrong yesterday. After learning about the story of the Lion and the Mouse, I would never have known how even the weak or the small can be just as strong for others in higher positions."

"Oh, there's better fables and folk stories for that." Nagisa replied, "just decided to pick one that's, Family Friendly."

"I guess I've still got a long way to go before I become an actual teacher." Cheerilee answered, "perhaps there's plenty of things I got to rewrite."

"Now now, don't jump the gun. That's the sign that you're still a young and ambitious person." Nagisa replied, "just because something is better than another, doesn't mean it should be replaced entirely. Everything has a strength and a weakness, and having more than one view or model can allow you to reach and find answers that you would never expect but oh so logical and simple to answer an issue. It's a tough job being a student council leader, but it's not impossible to settle a balance where both parties can agree upon."

"Your club really runs a disciplined but caring crew," Cheerilee confessed, "and if anything, I think you've succeeded in your mission here. From tomorrow onwards, I want to be part of the Special Tutorship Club."

"Hey listen," Nagisa replied, "that's a really good thing, but are you sure? I mean, we can try to assist you with your other important necessities as much as we can."

"Don't worry, it just involves me to work as harder than I'm used to. Besides, I've got you and the rest of the club to help me out, and that's something that's important in a class."

"I'm very much on board with that." Nagisa smiled, "welcome to the Special Tutorship Club."

Assassination Club

by Tythen

Week 4 Wednesday: What it means to teach